Looking through the glass

I looked into the mirror one day
I saw this girl standing there
She was slim
But seeing all these models,
She wanted to be perfect
Maybe in their eyes and whoever she sees
But she never knew she was the way she was
She had the figure of an hour glass
But she wanted so much more
She was scared, no where to go but just to look at me
She felt so trapt in the world where she felt so lost
No where to go...
She had cuts on her heart
She tried to fake a smile to let me know she was okay
But she couldnt hide it from me
I saw it right on her face
Tears that burned her face
Her deep eyes were glassy but they told a story
Her story...
She always wore this plaid skirt
It was a couple inches up from her knees
A shirt that was white as pure as her soul with a red tank top underneath
She was a catholic school girl, she said
I just sat there wondering if her faith was strong
But with all the pain she was put through
I noticed a silver cross and head that looked like Jesus
So maybe that was keeping her alive
Because she knew something better was going to come through with all this
She said she typed away on the keyboard when she wasnt talking to me
Escaping to a different world, she didnt want to be anywhere else
Felt so alone
But when she was online, all these people showed her so much love and care
She had some people that lived around her
But they just couldn't understand her like I do and those other people
Love was what she yearned for
She was beautiful inside and out
I know her heart was hanging by thread
She barely had anyone to hold
So I reached my hand to bring her close to me
But all I felt was the cold glass prickling my fingers
I then soon realized that she was the old me
I thought to myself
That I was right that something better will come along
I never lost my faith
Now I am still walking done this road
All the roads so twisting still not knowing where to turn
I crash but I will never break
Because I realize that I have so many people that love me
Near or Far
They are always here
I still sometimes don't like the way I see when I see that mirror
But I am starting to realize that I should see my soul
I am beautiful from then up until now